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And
I
'm
sure
the
chief
clerk
...
"
-
even
as
he
said
this
he
was
actually
speaking
only
to
the
manufacturer
-
"
will
be
very
glad
to
have
us
take
it
off
his
hands
.
This
is
something
that
needs
calm
consideration
.
But
he
seems
to
be
over-burdened
today
,
there
are
even
some
people
in
the
room
outside
who
've
been
waiting
there
for
hours
for
him
.
"
K.
still
had
enough
control
of
himself
to
turn
away
from
the
deputy
director
and
direct
his
friendly
,
albeit
stiff
,
smile
only
at
the
manufacturer
,
he
made
no
other
retaliation
,
bent
down
slightly
and
supported
himself
with
both
hands
on
his
desk
like
a
clerk
,
and
watched
as
the
two
gentlemen
,
still
talking
,
took
the
papers
from
his
desk
and
disappeared
into
the
manager
's
office
.
In
the
doorway
,
the
manufacturer
turned
and
said
he
would
n't
make
his
farewell
with
K.
just
yet
,
he
would
of
course
let
the
chief
clerk
know
about
the
success
of
his
discussions
but
he
also
had
a
little
something
to
tell
him
about
.
At
last
,
K.
was
by
himself
.
It
did
not
enter
his
head
to
show
anyone
else
into
his
office
and
only
became
vaguely
aware
of
how
nice
it
was
that
the
people
outside
thought
he
was
still
negotiating
with
the
manufacturer
and
,
for
this
reason
,
he
could
not
let
anyone
in
to
see
him
,
not
even
the
servitor
.
He
went
over
to
the
window
,
sat
down
on
the
ledge
beside
it
,
held
firmly
on
to
the
handle
and
looked
down
onto
the
square
outside
.
The
snow
was
still
falling
,
the
weather
still
had
not
brightened
up
at
all
.
He
remained
a
long
time
sitting
in
this
way
,
not
knowing
what
it
actually
was
that
made
him
so
anxious
,
only
occasionally
did
he
glance
,
slightly
startled
,
over
his
shoulder
at
the
door
to
the
outer
room
where
,
mistakenly
,
he
thought
he
'd
heard
some
noise
.
No-one
came
,
and
that
made
him
feel
calmer
,
he
went
over
to
the
wash
stand
,
rinsed
his
face
with
cold
water
and
,
his
head
somewhat
clearer
,
went
back
to
his
place
by
the
window
.
The
decision
to
take
his
defence
into
his
own
hands
now
seemed
more
of
a
burden
than
he
had
originally
assumed
.
All
the
while
he
had
left
his
defence
up
to
the
lawyer
his
trial
had
had
little
basic
affect
on
him
,
he
had
observed
it
from
afar
as
something
that
was
scarcely
able
to
reach
him
directly
,
when
it
suited
him
he
looked
to
see
how
things
stood
but
he
was
also
able
to
draw
his
head
back
again
whenever
he
wanted
.
Now
,
in
contrast
,
if
he
was
to
conduct
his
defence
himself
,
he
would
have
to
devote
himself
entirely
to
the
court
-
for
the
time
being
,
at
least
-
success
would
mean
,
later
on
,
his
complete
and
conclusive
liberation
,
but
if
he
was
to
achieve
this
he
would
have
to
place
himself
,
to
start
with
,
in
far
greater
danger
than
he
had
been
in
so
far
.
If
he
ever
felt
tempted
to
doubt
this
,
then
his
experience
with
the
deputy
director
and
the
manufacturer
that
day
would
be
quite
enough
to
convince
him
of
it
.
How
could
he
have
sat
there
totally
convinced
of
the
need
to
do
his
own
defence
?
How
would
it
be
later
?
What
would
his
life
be
like
in
the
days
ahead
?
Would
he
find
the
way
through
it
all
to
a
happy
conclusion
?
Did
a
carefully
worked
out
defence
-
and
any
other
sort
would
have
made
no
sense
-
did
a
carefully
worked
out
defence
not
also
mean
he
would
need
to
shut
himself
off
from
everything
else
as
much
as
he
could
?
Would
he
survive
that
?
And
how
was
he
to
succeed
in
conducting
all
this
at
the
bank
?
It
involved
much
more
than
just
submitting
some
documents
that
he
could
probably
prepare
in
a
few
days
"
leave
,
although
it
would
have
been
great
temerity
to
ask
for
time
off
from
the
bank
just
at
that
time
,
it
was
a
whole
trial
and
there
was
no
way
of
seeing
how
long
it
might
last
.
This
was
an
enormous
difficulty
that
had
suddenly
been
thrown
into
K.
's
life
!
And
was
he
supposed
to
be
doing
the
bank
's
work
at
a
time
like
this
?
He
looked
down
at
his
desk
.
Was
he
supposed
to
let
people
in
to
see
him
and
go
into
negotiations
with
them
at
a
time
like
this
?
While
his
trial
trundled
on
,
while
the
court
officials
upstairs
in
the
attic
room
sat
looking
at
the
papers
for
this
trial
,
should
he
be
worrying
about
the
business
of
the
bank
?
Did
this
not
seem
like
a
kind
of
torture
,
acknowledged
by
the
court
,
connected
with
the
trial
and
which
followed
him
around
?
And
is
it
likely
that
anyone
in
the
bank
,
when
judging
his
work
,
would
take
any
account
of
his
peculiar
situation
?
No
-
one
and
never
.
There
were
those
who
knew
about
his
trial
,
although
it
was
not
quite
clear
who
knew
about
it
or
how
much
.
But
he
hoped
rumours
had
not
reached
as
far
as
the
deputy
director
,
otherwise
he
would
obviously
soon
find
a
way
of
making
use
of
it
to
harm
K.
,
he
would
show
neither
comradeship
nor
humaneness
.
And
what
about
the
director
?
It
was
true
that
he
was
well
disposed
towards
K.
,
and
as
soon
as
he
heard
about
the
trial
he
would
probably
try
to
do
everything
he
could
to
make
it
easier
for
him
,
but
he
would
certainly
not
devote
himself
to
it
.
K.
at
one
time
had
provided
the
counter-balance
to
what
the
deputy
director
said
but
the
director
was
now
coming
more
and
more
under
his
influence
,
and
the
deputy
director
would
also
exploit
the
weakened
condition
of
the
director
to
strengthen
his
own
power
.
So
what
could
K.
hope
for
?
Maybe
considerations
of
this
sort
weakened
his
power
of
resistance
,
but
it
was
still
necessary
not
to
deceive
oneself
and
to
see
everything
as
clearly
as
it
could
be
seen
at
that
moment
.
For
no
particular
reason
,
just
to
avoiding
returning
to
his
desk
for
a
while
,
he
opened
the
window
.
It
was
difficult
to
open
and
he
had
to
turn
the
handle
with
both
his
hands
.
Then
,
through
the
whole
height
and
breadth
of
the
window
,
the
mixture
of
fog
and
smoke
was
drawn
into
the
room
,
filling
it
with
a
slight
smell
of
burning
.
A
few
flakes
of
snow
were
blown
in
with
it
.
"
It
's
a
horrible
autumn
,
"
said
the
manufacturer
,
who
had
come
into
the
room
unnoticed
after
seeing
the
deputy
director
and
now
stood
behind
K.
K.
nodded
and
looked
uneasily
at
the
manufacturer
's
briefcase
,
from
which
he
would
now
probably
take
the
papers
and
inform
K.
of
the
result
of
his
negotiations
with
the
deputy
director
.
However
,
the
manufacturer
saw
where
K.
was
looking
,
knocked
on
his
briefcase
and
without
opening
it
said
,
"
You
'll
be
wanting
to
hear
how
things
turned
out
.
I
've
already
got
the
contract
in
my
pocket
,
almost
.
He
's
a
charming
man
,
your
deputy
director
-
he
's
got
his
dangers
,
though
.
"
He
laughed
as
he
shook
K.
's
hand
and
wanted
to
make
him
laugh
with
him
.
But
to
K.
,
it
once
more
seemed
suspicious
that
the
manufacturer
did
not
want
to
show
him
the
papers
and
saw
nothing
about
his
comments
to
laugh
at
.
"
Chief
clerk
,
"
said
the
manufacturer
,
"
I
expect
the
weather
's
been
affecting
your
mood
,
has
it
?
You
're
looking
so
worried
today
.
"
"
Yes
,
"
said
K.
,
raising
his
hand
and
holding
the
temple
of
his
head
,
"
headaches
,
worries
in
the
family
.
"
"
Quite
right
,
"
said
the
manufacturer
,
who
was
always
in
a
hurry
and
could
never
listen
to
anyone
for
very
long
,
"
everyone
has
his
cross
to
bear
.
"
K.
had
unconsciously
made
a
step
towards
the
door
as
if
wanting
to
show
the
manufacturer
out
,
but
the
manufacturer
said
,
"
Chief
clerk
,
there
's
something
else
I
'd
like
to
mention
to
you
.
I
'm
very
sorry
if
it
's
something
that
'll
be
a
burden
to
you
today
of
all
days
but
I
've
been
to
see
you
twice
already
,
lately
,
and
each
time
I
forgot
all
about
it
.
If
I
delay
it
any
longer
it
might
well
lose
its
point
altogether
.
That
would
be
a
pity
,
as
I
think
what
I
've
got
to
say
does
have
some
value
.
"
Before
K.
had
had
the
time
to
answer
,
the
manufacturer
came
up
close
to
him
,
tapped
his
knuckle
lightly
on
his
chest
and
said
quietly
,
"
You
've
got
a
trial
going
on
,
have
n't
you
?
"
K.
stepped
back
and
immediately
exclaimed
,
"
That
's
what
the
deputy
director
's
been
telling
you
!
"
"
No
,
no
,
"
said
the
manufacturer
,
"
how
would
the
deputy
director
know
about
it
?
"
"
And
what
about
you
?
"
asked
K.
,
already
more
in
control
of
himself
.
"
I
hear
things
about
the
court
here
and
there
,
"
said
the
manufacturer
,
"
and
that
even
applies
to
what
it
is
that
I
wanted
to
tell
you
about
.
"
"
There
are
so
many
people
who
have
connections
with
the
court
!
"
said
K.
with
lowered
head
,
and
he
led
the
manufacturer
over
to
his
desk
.
They
sat
down
where
they
had
been
before
,
and
the
manufacturer
said
,
"
I
'm
afraid
it
's
not
very
much
that
I
've
got
to
tell
you
about
.
Only
,
in
matters
like
this
,
it
's
best
not
to
overlook
the
tiniest
details
.
Besides
,
I
really
want
to
help
you
in
some
way
,
however
modest
my
help
might
be
.
We
've
been
good
business
partners
up
till
now
,
have
n't
we
?
Well
then
.
"
K.
wanted
to
apologise
for
his
behaviour
in
the
conversation
earlier
that
day
,
but
the
manufacturer
would
tolerate
no
interruption
,
shoved
his
briefcase
up
high
in
his
armpit
to
show
that
he
was
in
a
hurry
,
and
carried
on
.
"
I
know
about
your
case
through
a
certain
Titorelli
.
He
's
a
painter
,
Titorelli
's
just
his
artistic
name
,
I
do
n't
even
know
what
his
real
name
is
.
He
's
been
coming
to
me
in
my
office
for
years
from
time
to
time
,
and
brings
little
pictures
with
him
which
I
buy
more
or
less
just
for
the
sake
of
charity
as
he
's
hardly
more
than
a
beggar
.
And
they
're
nice
pictures
,
too
,
moorland
landscapes
and
that
sort
of
thing
.
We
'd
both
got
used
to
doing
business
in
this
way
and
it
always
went
smoothly
.
Only
,
one
time
these
visits
became
a
bit
too
frequent
,
I
began
to
tell
him
off
for
it
,
we
started
talking
and
I
became
interested
how
it
was
that
he
could
earn
a
living
just
by
painting
,
and
then
I
learned
to
my
amazement
that
his
main
source
of
income
was
painting
portraits
.
"
I
work
for
the
court
,
"
he
said
,
"
what
court
?
"
said
I.
And
that
's
when
he
told
me
about
the
court
.
I
'm
sure
you
can
imagine
how
amazed
I
was
at
being
told
all
this
.
Ever
since
then
I
learn
something
new
about
the
court
every
time
he
comes
to
visit
,
and
so
little
by
little
I
get
to
understand
something
of
how
it
works
.
Anyway
,
Titorelli
talks
a
lot
and
I
often
have
to
push
him
away
,
not
only
because
he
's
bound
to
be
lying
but
also
,
most
of
all
,
because
a
businessman
like
me
who
's
already
close
to
breaking
point
under
the
weight
of
his
own
business
worries
ca
n't
pay
too
much
attention
to
other
people
's
.
But
all
that
's
just
by
the
by
.
Perhaps
-
this
is
what
I
've
been
thinking
-
perhaps
Titorelli
might
be
able
to
help
you
in
some
small
way
,
he
knows
lots
of
judges
and
even
if
he
ca
n't
have
much
influence
himself
he
can
give
you
some
advice
about
how
to
get
some
influential
people
on
your
side
.
